something happened today. (i am not flame retardant).
Current mood: Confused...Hopeful...Dizzy.
Category: Confused...Hopeful...Dizzy. Life

I was in an empty house with a piano today, and I thought it a good opportunity to run through my set. The moment I started to play, I ceased to be there. I quite literally felt my entire being exit my body, and watched myself playing and singing. I could barely hear a thing. It was marginally reminiscent of being submerged in water or obscured by plexi-glass. I felt my heart beating hard in my chest and I couldn't stop myself. In the process, I broke the sustain pedal, a floor tile and two keys (C two octaves below middle and Eb one octave above). When I was done playing, all manner of consciousness returned and I felt myself dizzy, nauseous and entirely out of breath. The nausea lasted about 40 minutes. I've never experienced anything even remotely similar to this, and I have already twice convinced myself not to share this occurrence for fear of seeming absolutely and incomparably crazy.

If you're reading this, I've opted to tell you about it (clearly). I don't know what has become of me. Music has become a fucking monster and I don't know if I can or want to control it. I feel like all of my frustrations and self-doubt, all of my struggle and all of my love, all the beauty I can possibly absorb, every drop of sweat and every salty tear have manifested into something absolutely terrifying. Hopefully, it's beautiful in a strange way as well...like watching the world burn. Granted, I prefer to subscribe to the notion that I would hover above the blaze with dignity and grace, but I think it's massively egocentric to pretend that I am flame retardant.

I hope that I find a way to harness whatever it is that I experienced today. It was probably important.

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ask me anything.

since nobody reads my other blogs, and i get asked the same questions every day...here's an opportunity to create a collective FAQ. ask me anything, and i'll answer as honestly as i can.

<3.

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baby [baby] baby.

with my mommy. and some ugly kid.


the first umbrella i ever broke. definitely not the last.


doing my famous M Shadows impression. "cry alone...i've gone away..."


i started taking pictures of myself at an early age.


you know what they say about guys with big feet...

(they look ridiculous)

sitting me down at a piano was always the proper way to keep me entertained at parties. i told you i don't do it for the attention...


huh? what? fuckoff.


i went to 'nam. i've seen some shit.


i invented the club bang pose. true story.


puffy don't got shit on me...


low. ride. er.


<3johnnytruant.

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oh my god! it’s so BIG!
Current mood: accomplished
Category: Quiz/Survey

[ .001. ] first name: brian
[ .002. ] middle name: cameron
[ .003. ] age: twenty.
[ .004. ] birthday: september thirteen.
[ .005. ] height: five nine.
[ .006. ] hair color: brown, black, blonde, red…it depends on which strand you've ripped out.
[ .007. ] eye color: brown. during the summer, less so.
[ .011. ] race: romanian gypsy kyke.
[ .012. ] do you think this is stupid already: morbidly.
[ .013. ] do you have braces: briefly, but i instructed my mommy to remove them.
[ .014. ] is your hair long or short: yes.
[ .015. ] where were you born: on a pirate ship.
[ .016. ] current location: santa monica.
[ .017. ] zodiac sign: virgo.
[ .018. ] how many languages do you know: english, romanian, french.
[ .019. ] straight or curly hair: wavy, i think.
[ .020. ] bad habits: nail-biting, temper-losing, fast-driving, loud-noise-making, hyphen-using.
[ .021. ] piercings you have: just the cock.
[ .022. ] piercings you want: yours.
[ .023. ] tattoos you have: none
[ .024. ] tattoos you want: i want a tattoo of a piercing. the one i want is too pricey for me at the moment. tattoo artists?
[ .025. ] today's date: april 8 2004
[ .026. ] the time: 2:13…crazy.
[ .027. ] ready for a bunch more questions: bring it on, motherfucker.

. PETS .
[ .028. ] do you have any pets: oui.
[ .029. ] what are their names: shrooms. not affiliated with the drug. okay, yes affiliated with the drug.
[ .030. ] what kind of animals are they: they is a cat.
[ .031. ] are you still in school: not at the moment. not usually, but yes. today, i actually went.
[ .032. ] did you drop out: yes... i'm still in school but i have also dropped out. i'm clever like that.
[ .033. ] current gpa: (akward silence)
[ .034. ] favorite grade: A?
[ .035. ] least favorite qrade: D. i'm less keen on "D" than i am on "F." "D" implies that i tried, but still managed to fuck it up somehow. i'm also aware that this survey refers to "class year" and not "assessment grade" but i think that it's a lame question. moving on…
[ .036. ] favorite teacher: your mom.
[ .037. ] least favorite teacher: diane welford. if you know her, get me her address.
[ .038. ] favorite subject: writing, music, digital media, visual culture.
[ .039. ] least favorite subject: differential calculus, fluid dynamics, chemistry.
[ .040. ] do/did you buy lunch or bring it: i…bought it?
[ .041. ] play any sports on the school's team: not this school, no…but futbol before.
[ .042. ] do/did you do any extracurricular ativities: yes! yes i do!
[ .043. ] are/was you popular: was you popular? is you ali g?
[ .044. ] favorite dance: the one i do on your grave, you smug fuck.
[ .045. ] favorite memory: i don't want to talk about it. it's a long one.
[ .045. ] least favorite dance: anything created by very, very white people.
[ .046. ] least favorite memory: i ALSO don't want to talk about this.
[ .047. ] most humiliating moment: i DEFINITELY don't want to talk about this. it's pretty humiliating when you've been singing song lyrics incorrectly, loudly and publicly though…and i have a tendency to do that.

. FAVORITES .
[ .048. ] number: 13, 10, 9, 7, 3.1415…in that order.
[ .049. ] clothing brand: DEFINITELY Kirkland Signature. They also make the best raisins, microwave ovens, tires and gasoline.
[ .050. ] shoes: umbro speciali. everything else is just a bloody shoe.
[ .051. ] saying: i'd say that "fuck you" ranks pretty highly on my colourful list of sayings.
[ .052. ] tv show: les simpsons…but my illustrious tv days are over.
[ .053. ] sport: futbol.
[ .054. ] vegetable: these are bad for you. if an avocado counts as a vegetable, then…let's party.
[ .055. ] fruit: Freddie Mercury.
[ .056. ] movie: the big lebowski…nothing else compares. nothing ever will. it's not even worth making new movies. it's already been made.
[ .057. ] magazine: adbusters, juxtapoz, vice, popular science…but i suppose that it's always a nifty idea to leave a couple issues of "guns 'n ammo" and "teen cunt" lying around on the coffee table, ya know?
[ .058. ] actor: jason lee, philip seymour hoffman, johnny depp, benicio del toro.
[ .059. ] actress: virginie ledoyen, kate beckinsdale…but…i don't think either of them could act their way out of a wet paper bag.
[ .060. ] candy: not a fan.
[ .061. ] gum: extra. the white kind with the crystals. i'm a pragmatist.
[ .062. ] scent: the way my room smells with a vanilla candle burning.
[ .063. ] candy bar: fuck you. (see, i told you i was a fan of this saying!)
[ .064. ] ice cream flavor: chocolate…but my milk-eating days are over. so…raspberry sorbet?
[ .065. ] color: black, though it's really a shade. i suppose that would make "red" my favourite colour. oh, and since this is for myspace…TIEL is my favourite colour as well. <3
[ .066. ] season: summer. is this really a valid question?
[ .067. ] holiday: i'd say that Hockey Night in Canada is probably the one that i observe most closely.
[ .068. ] singer: matthew bellamy.
[ .069. ] group: probably radiohead, but fuck you for making me pick one, you sick fucks. fuck? fuck.
[ .070. ] rapper: gift of gab.
[ .071. ] type of music: commercial jingles…some elevator stuff is okay. dental office smooth jazz.
[ .072. ] thing in your room: my piano. my penis. my guitar. my record player. in that order.
[ .073. ] place to be: nice, france. venice, italy. como, italy. paris, france. roscoe's chicken and waffles, crenshaw. in that order.
[ .074. ] radio station: easy listening, for the office OR at home! (the radio is lame—get over it.)
[ .075. ] tv channel: i used to be into the discovery channel…now i have no tv—i'm taking boredom to strange new places, yoko ono style.
[ .076. ] junk food: triscuits with cheddar easy cheese—don't vomit until you've tried it.
[ .077. ] overall food: filet mignon so bloody that the mere act of ordering it could be considered an act of vampirism.
[ .078. ] store: i could give you a laundry list…but i'll just keep it simple (stupid)--Guitar Center. guitar center is my proverbial toy/candy store. my willy wonka's chocolate factory, savvy?
[ .079. ] shoe brand: adidas? yeah, adidas. sometimes puma notches ahead, but it's usually adidas.
[ .080. ] fast food: i don't think In n Out counts…so…none.
[ .081. ] restaurant: Il Forno
[ .082. ] shape: dodecahedron, by far. it's SO sexxx.
[ .083. ] time of day: sunless…dark…night/pre-lit morning.
[ .084. ] country: italy, france, england, spain…and nothing else. at all.
[ .085. ] state: california…though i hear good things about south dakota.
[ .086. ] boys name: dex.
[ .087. ] girls name: jade.
[ .088. ] mall: mall culture is dead, but i'd most like to go on a killing spree at the beverly center.
[ .089. ] video game: bubble bobble. i can die of starvation playing it if left to my own devices.
[ .090. ] shampoo: i've got the herbal in the shower. for another half an hour.
[ .091. ] board game: candyland. candyland or chess.
[ .092. ] computer game: i consider microsoft paint my favorite computer game.
[.093. ] car: aston martin v12 vanquish. if i could be any car, this would be it.
[ .094. ] music video: bjork – all is full of love, radiohead – street spirit (fade out), UNKLE – rabbit in your headlights, dj shadow – midnight in a perfect world, portishead – only you, sigur ros – untitled 1, aphex twin – windowlicker. tres.
[ .095. ] swear word: cunt.
[ .096. ] word: cuntsmack.
[ .097. ] month: june…since the hope of an endless summer still permeates the air. shaka, bra.
[ .098. ] cartoon character: groundskeeper willy. ach, aye.
[ .099. ] scary movie: i would have to go with The Faculty. it's not scary, but now I know what to do when he's tweakin.'
[ .100. ] team: james knows, haha. i'm blue to the fucking core.
[ .101. ] possession: sugar plum, even though i don't possess him anymore. cunt. nothing in the world has ever been or ever will be as important.

<3johnnytruant.

he didn't think he could reach the kitchen.

i don’t do the livejournal thing because i’ve never deemed my life interesting or important enough to broadcast its intricacies and occurrences over the internet, but i feel particularly introverted and warm tonight, so this is the venue i’ve selected to express these sentiments.

jamie came back from boston tonight, and i was glad to see her—moreso than i usually am. i don’t know why it was so exciting to see her, but i suspect that it has something to do with the fact that she’s growing up. given our relations with one another as pseudo-siblings, i can’t help but feel proud that she’s maturing so rapidly. i don’t seem to grow a day older than 12 emotionally, but i certainly get excited when the people that i care about take the next proverbial step. we went to swingers and talked about boston and heartbreak and i ate a metric ton of food, which is miraculous because i’ve had a stomach flu for the past two days and hadn’t managed to eat a single thing save for a shredded apple this morning and a soup the previous day.

it looks like i’ve lost weight, which is sad given how skinny i am in the first place, but maybe it’s just an optical illusion created by the fact that i haven’t slept due to this illness, and the bags under my eyes are pretty gnarly.

after jamie dropped me off (i’ve been too depressed about the shoddy state of my car to offer my chauffeur services lately) i was pretty thrilled about the fact that i had cleaned my room pending her arrival. it had gotten a tad out of hand this past week…and i ended up throwing out a few glasses and mugs that had become festering bacteria colonies. i really like the way that my recording equipment looks when it’s neat and tucked into corners…with the esoteric green and red lights blinking away unchecked. it reminds of me this producer named bruno’s studio…sickly sterile but cozy—he makes you take your shoes off when you walk in. this is in stark contrast to my room when i’m using the equipment…pieces of recording shite strewn about haphazardly, with wires and cables sprawling out in every which direction…instruments laying atop piles of clothing on the ground…empty bottles of booze everywhere, including in my bed. i like when my room is clean and candles are lit…it just makes me feel warm and cozy—refreshed. like the screaming in my head has ceased.

i think that my point about the room was that i decided that tonight would be a perfect idea to read the book that donna has been wanting me to read. she bought me “the perks of being a wallflower” for the holidays because it’s her favorite book of all time. i had previously promised myself that i’d never read it because it’s such a bloody hipster cliché, and i don’t like the idea of ripping off “catcher in the rye,” even if it’s to pay tribute. in either case, i actually became quite absorbed in the book, and read the whole thing. i quite enjoyed it. i think that my reading of the book may have played a sizeable role in my decision to write this sprawling, aimless garbage…but i feel like making contact with strangers.

ultimately, i’m lead to thinking about this website…the fact that i don’t know the vast majority of you. sadly, i don’t think i really care about the vast majority of you. perhaps it’s not entirely sad, because the reality of the situation is that you don’t care about me, either. this isn’t a bad thing—it’s just the nature of the beast, i suppose. in fact, there are some of you that i care about deeply. i just think it’s ironic that you’re lumped into the same collection of faces as all the people i will never in my life encounter or miss. to the ones of you that i do indeed care about (and i think you can sense which of you i’m referring to), you mean a great deal to me, and i’ll never forget that.

i don’t feel bad right now…i just feel neutral. it’s a rather pleasant feeling, actually. the world seems to be crashing down upon my head most of the time, and right now, i feel like i’m apart from it all. i think it may have something to do with the fact that i took a lot of sleeping pills…more than i’ve ever taken before in one sitting. i’ve grown rather accustomed to them, so they don’t knock me out like they used to…and i can’t sleep without them anymore. i think that the amount i took will knock me out for about 20 hours again, which i think i need, after this illness and having been up for well over two days at this point. i’m going to slip into bed now and let this wash all over me…and play my nick drake record until i’m out. thank you to anybody that read this…i promise it won’t happen again.

.brian.

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EVERYTHING ABOUT ME...

is not anything that you can attain by reading this survey...but some of the crucial information is provided...

1. {Hypothesis on how long this survey will take} ages. a fair number of you are bugging me at the moment, lol.

2. {Describe the significance of your myspace name.} my current name (3/4) means three quarters. cheers to anybody that figured that out all on their own. the other one, johnny truant, is who i am. it’s not my NAME, but it’s who I am. savvy?

3. {When is your birthday?} september 13 1983…and my social security number is…

4. {If you could have your birthday on one other day of the year, which would it be?} February 13 1982, for reasons i care not to discuss with people that don’t know me very well.

5. {If you could fuck a zodiac sign, what would it be?} fuck one? i dunno…virgo usually looks pretty hot…all naked and whathaveyou.

6. {How did you learn the word "fuck"?} i learned it from my dad, and it made an appearance in my first ever complete complex sentence, “how the fuck does this thing work?” i learned much later that it meant Fornication Under Consent of King.

7. {If you could be anybody else for one day, who would it be?} Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, i suppose.

8. {Who are you the most envious of?} People that seemingly have it all. In all likelihood, they don’t, but from an outside perspective, the façade holds up nicely.

{If you could make one of your enemies your best friend, who would it be?} I…don’t have an express interest in making friends with any of my enemies. Well…maybe James Jago, but i’m not sure he’s even my enemy anymore…either way, he seems like he’s less of a douchebag than he lets on. regardless…you don’t know him. My dad is the obvious answer here, but i don't want to get into it...so let’s move ahead.

10. {Out of everyone you've ever met, who would you most like the opportunity of reading like a book?} again, my dad. i could read him, and them put him on the shelf and forget about him.

11. {What book are you currently reading?} journey to ixtlan, by carlos castaneda. where the fuck is edward?

12. {What is your favorite movie?} the big lebowski. sadly, nothing can or will compare. heartfelt apologies to all brilliant filmmakers, past, present and future.

13. {What do you think of the Beatles?} I don’t really like them. At all. I don’t enjoy listening to them. But I have nothing against the people that do. In fact, i respect the Beatles immensely, and i understand the impact that they’ve made on the world of music…but still. fuck. i hate listening to them. i wish people would stop trying to convert me.

14. {Ah, but which movie is better, Donnie Darko or Fight Club?} Donnie Darko had more classic lines about smurfs and their genitalia…Fight Club feeds my disillusionment with consumerist America. i dunno. it’s a toss-up.

15. {If you could tell anybody off right now, who would it be, and what for?} if you know me, then you know my answer. if not…well…shame on you for not knowing me.

16. {What is your most prized possession?} possessions are fleeting.

17. {What do you think happens after death?} life? no. a lot of rotting. general decomposition.

18. {Do you believe in God?} no. the question is…does god believe in me?

19. {What do you think about religion?} good for people who are really into it. the masses need their opiate, and the christians need to franchise just like KFC and McDonald’s. mazeltov.

21. {If you were to approach your favorite actor/actress on the street, . what would you say?} “I wouldn’t say anything, I would rape them.” -Kelsey

23. {Who do you fantasize about running into "unexpected"?} Fantasize? I do no such thing. If i were to construct a fantasy, i guess it would be Dj Shadow. Does it have to be a sexual fantasy? I prefer not to waste time having sexual fantasies. It detracts from time spent having sex, though i would probably have sex with Dj Shadow...i mean, he's a genius. I feel i owe it to him.

24. {What would you say?} i’ll burn that bridge if i ever come to it.

25. {What adds the most meaning to your life?} my extended family and the people i love. things i create. leaving a lasting impact. change. lots of things, very few things…i dunno. fuck off.

26. {If you were one person from the bible, who do you think you'd be?} i’d be the blind guy that leads the blind.

27. {Are you aware that Jesus' birthday is arriving shortly?} Wait, didn't we just pass it? I'm such a confused heretic


28. {If you could be any evil person from history, who would you be?} Louis XIV…i think he lived it up pretty hardcore. hardcore enough for my tastes, anyway.

29. {If you could fight any historic figure, who would it be?} what’s with all this fantasy shit? self-loathing bastards…did somebody from manila philippines write this survey?

30. {Have you ever wondered if deep down you're evil?} i keep the wondering to a minimum. evil at a steady 50%.

31. {What is the one thing you feel you need to be forgiven about the most in order to move on?} forgiveness is overrated.

32. {Who do you still need closure from?} wounds are best left gaping. catharsis.

33. {Would you like to change your name to something else?} my porn names would either be Cameron Pearl or Cameron Bentley (middle name plus current street, first street)…i’ve always wanted to be named Johnny Truant…but sadly, i don’t think i give enough of a shit to actually change my name officially.

34. {If you could brutally slaughter someone, who would it be?} my 9th grade math teacher. what a cunt. if you’re reading this, DIANE, i’m coming after you with a big fucking knife.

35. {What is your torture of choice?} does torture entail death? non-death torture would have to be something sexual. if i was to die from it, i’d like to eat pasta until i croak, like in that movie “se7en.” if i was to just die with no torture, hemlock is my first choice. moving along…

36. {Do you say, "I don't know" a lot, or do you vary your answers?} what the fuck are you talking about?

37. {If you could live somewhere else, where would it be?} Nice, Florence, Paris, London, Milan, Madrid. In that order. Somebody get crackin’ on buying me some real estate.

38. {Do you sincerely think you're all that original, or do you usually steal things from other people?} I am an amalgamation of everyone I know’s speech patterns and phrases mixed with my own little twists. The same goes for my music and theories and…whatever…fuck off.

39. {Have you been diagnosed as something out of the ordinary?} Yeah, all the time. It’s always most entertaining coming from peers though. Recreational psychologists? I’m a recreational gynecologist.

40. {How do you want to die?} hemlock. hemlock, or in my aluminum bodied porsche on the way to racing it during a quick break from being an icon and making cult classic films.

41. {What do you want to become?} stable.

42. {Do you consider yourself intellectual?} i don’t consider myself as much as people claim that i do.

43. {Do you discuss superiority/inferiority a little too much?} I don’t think so. Superiority and inferiority between whom? Myself and everyone else? Because everyone knows that they’re inferior to me. They are my minions.

44. {Do you have epiphanies monthly?} yeah, actually.

45. {Describe your last one.} it had to do with the staggering impact that the album “Sublime” has made on southern california youth in my inclusive generation. i was talking to an Australian girl who has never so much as heard of the album/band, and i can’t even imagine what my life would have been like had i been in her shoes—it was just such an integral part of my development in a social kind of way. If the album starts playing in a room in southern california, everybody will start singing it or mouthing it and coming in at all the crucial moments. it’s permanently engrained in our psyches, regardless of gender, race or socio-economic background. Essentially, the theory deals with varieties of the human experience--the manner in which two different people can hold two different truths in relation to the same topic or experience. Varying place-markers in reality. Perspective. Of course, i was high as fuck when i came up with this theory.

46. {Describe your last cruel prank.} i don’t think that any of my pranks have been cruel. they’ve been expensive though…

47. {Who do you consider yourself "obsessed" with?} “Myself.”

48. {Do you have any weird obsessions?} i don’t think i have any…but people think that my obsession with the number “213” and my alleged fixation on death is weird…but i don’t think that these people know me very well…

51. {Are your comments sent to your email?} um, what?

52. {Who's house of your friends have you never been to?} i’ve never been to casey’s house…annnd…i think that’s it. are you writing this down?

53. {If you could describe yourself on one emotion, what would it be?} if i could describe myself “on” one emotion i would be a far more well adjusted individual. i’ll just go with two for now…elated and suicidal.

54. {What age do you want to die at?} 29. (it used to be 26, but i’ve had a weird premonition about being 28, so obviously, my 26 theory was far off base)

55. {Should they make Mary Jane legal?} Mary Jane? Oh…WEEEEED. Yes, marijuana should be legal. It’s fucking idiotic that there are laws against it. God forbid people sit around and watch TV and eat Lucky Charms all day. Rama and Isani would talk too fast for me without ganja, so that’s another concern of mine.

56. {If you could have witnessed one event in history or the course of your life, what would it be?} Nirvana – Unplugged in New York, i think. I wouldn’t want to witness anything too drastic, because i’d be tempted to change it.

57. {If you could be on TV screen for one thing, what would it be?} On TV screen? Is this Engrish?

58. {Do you think in black and white or in colour more?} COLOUR! I also think in British.

59. {Describe the last dream you had.} It involved me and your mom and a pair of handcuffs.

60. {What do you think your subconscious was trying to inform you of?} The way your mom looks cuffed to my bed. Duh.

61. {Do you see a therapist?} No, I don’t see the rapist. If i wanted to pay somebody to care, i’d call one of my friends…bloodsucking trolls…

62. {Do you need one?} it depends on who you ask…the likelihood of the situation is that i don’t need anybody to talk to, but i do need medication. you can’t get one without the other, so i won’t do a fucking thing.

63. {How much money is in your wallet?} where the fuck is my wallet?! ok…jesus…um…$151.00


64. {What, if you can remember, was the best day of your life?} I try not to pin my great days up against one another. I was a different person during every single one, and some of the best ones (including the one that was probably best of all) have since been cloaked in bullshit.

65. {How did you find out what sex was?} I don’t remember a time when i didn’t know…

66. {How old were you when you first started killing kittens?} Bonsai Kittens?

67. {What is the world's main problem?} there are quite a few. too many to list. i’d say that “lack of common sense” sits comfortably on top though.

68. {If you could spend the rest of you life with someone you know right now, who would it be?} I’d prefer not to spend the rest of my life with anybody i know…or anybody i don’t know, for that matter.

69. {What is your biggest social fear?} are spiders a social fear?

70. {What should you be doing right now?} sleeping, practicing, reading…
Anything but this.

71. {What was the last movie you rented?} This is Spinal Tap…last year sometime.

72. {What movie do you highly suggest everyone see?} The Emperor’s New Groove, because motherfuckers just don’t know.

73. {What's the meaning of life?} adaptation, reproduction, fertilization. tres.

74. {How long did this survey take you?} way too long. too much concerted effort for minimal results. this doesn’t jive at all with my meaning of life theory, so i feel kind of fucked over in that sense.

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you asked for it...

another journal entry. i think i'll talk about school this time. school and physical anthropology.

i spend quite a bit of time walking about the USC campus, and i've noted that within my visual field are a shockingly large sum of hominids in trucker hats, sandals, shirts with pictures of beer or greek letters...that sort of thing. i'm quite impressed really, that while the cranial capacity of these beings remains devastatingly low, they've all adapted quite nicely to bipedalism. some, if not half, have taken to operating bicycles as a facultative form of locomotion.

i would suspect, given the low, sloping foreheads, sagittal crests, robust brow and jaw structure and pronounced body hair, that these creatures would be resigned to obligate quadrapedalism. This, of course, would denote a positioning of the foramen magnum much closer to the back of the skull, but the sheer stench of these creatures has prevented me from getting close enough to their necks to examine in full detail. i've not yet noticed a pelvic carrying angle that might denote anything but obligate bipedalim, but soon, i am certain that i shall see one or two obligate brachiators…it’s simply a matter of keeping a vigilant watch.

translation: i’m back in school. i hate school. Go Trojans! Fight On! (ha, yeah right)

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[[vocabulary]] *now with audio aid!

okay kids...i've been getting far too many complaints both verbally and imaginarily (over the internet) about my usage of certain words that people seem to have a hard time understanding, so i'm going to offer up some simple definitions right here and toss in bits of information about usage. here we go:

très. tray. some of you may already be well aware that "tres" means "very" in french. as such, when used properly in english speech, it serves as an affirmation of sorts. it's an all-encompassing and inherently versatile affirmation at that, as it can assume the role of "for sure," "no doubt," "totally," "yeah, dude" or "word," but also "yeah, that sucks," "i understand," or "fuck, man." a conversation may progress as follows: "That was fuckin' gnarly." "Tres."

savvy? saav-ee. this may be the simplest of the three words in question. it essentially means, "got it?" to finish a statement with "savvy?" is a snappy way to make sure that all the information you've just relayed has sunken in. it's quite arrogant in practice, however, so i suggest you alter your inflection as necessary if your aim is not to upset. it's perhaps more comparable to "are we clear?" or "understood?" the arrogance makes it lovely in expression, because it lends a sense of gravity to what you've just said, and urges the audience to take your information at face value and run with it so they they can anticipate what's coming next. i hold this one very near and dear to my heart.

gnarkill. nahr-khill. "gnarkill" is an adjective that describes a noun or situation that is inherently over the top. connotation gets a bit tricky, as it can be either positive or negative, depending on the noun or situation it modifies. "her hair is totally fuckin' gnarkill" likens the word to "rad" or "awesome," while "i dunno, that solo is a little too gnarkill" likens the word to "gaudy" or "tasteless." to employ gnarkill effortlessly is to walk a thin line. don't try it at home until you're ready. if two syllables is too much for you at this early stage, the shortened version, "gnar," is equally as acceptable--"it's nothing too gnar." see Avenged Sevenfold .

savvy?

-brian-

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I was stronger
I was better
Picked you out
Now don't say a word
No don't yell out
Never mind
Let you out
Led you back
Stay on
Sit down
Let it fall
Let it fall
Let it fall
Let it fall

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holy motherfucking shit...

i just listened to (sigur ros - untitled) on vinyl, through a set of great hall speakers and a good turntable. i thought that i liked this band before, but "like" falls tragically short of the essence of my current appreciation for them. the analog sound added this whole new dimension of volume to the composition, and the lower and upper registers were in perfect, round and rich harmony. minute sounds that had gone unnoticed during my listening to the cd resonated clearly this time around. quite simply, it's shit like this that makes me embarrassed at the thought of writing my own music. i'm a stupid groupie now. i'm not a homogay, but i'd fuck jonsi...no doubt. tres.

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